The old oak

A busy if not especially photogenic day. Yesterday's forage included a few pounds of elderberry heads, so today for the first time in years I had to go source some wine yeast. Time will tell if that was a wasted journey - but it was on the bike, and no bike journey is a wasted journey. An afternoon of battling spaceships in Elite Dangerous (yes, very sad, I agree... pew, pew) and an evening walk around the village, dropping in here and there eon the way, and passing the old hollowed out oak just as the Sun went down. Perhaps I've overdosed the iPhone image a tad, but it looks almost like an oil painting to me. You let me know.